Da, da, da.

The sound of heels hitting the floor was slow and steady as Qin Yuqiao walked deeper into the corridor, the corners of his scientific research coat gently swaying with his steps.

Not long after, she stopped in front of a door. The screen embedded in the door flashed a green snake shadow, the security system automatically skipped the identification step, and the door opened to both sides.

Qin Yuqiao walked into the room and waited until the door behind him closed again before reaching out and taking off his half-rimmed glasses, with undisguised worry on his charming and bright face.

With a slight sigh of relief, she hung up her coat in a place similar to the entrance, and then opened the door to the inner room with concentration.

A huge computer cluster is stacked neatly in the corner, with large and small monitors filling the entire space. On every screen is a familiar face of Qin Yuqiao.

Qin Jue's face.

Live broadcasts and recordings from different periods, stills, filming behind-the-scenes, extra-drama materials... Qin Yuqiao looked over them briefly, and became even more worried.

Her eyes returned to the back figure in the center of the room, and she sighed before saying anything: "Military advisor."

"Hmm."

The young man whose figure was hidden behind thick long hair with splashes of ink responded.

"Sister, is she okay?" Qin Yuqiao's speaking speed increased unconsciously.

The Seventh Military Advisor did not respond. Instead, there was a silent and invisible spiritual energy. It was as cold as the first melting spring snow. Qin Yuqiao's spiritual power connected with it. He was instantly chilled by the cold, and his mind was filled with anxiety and worry.

It was also forced to dissipate under the stimulation, as if it was put into a "forced calmness" buff state.

"Well..."

Qin Yuqiao touched his eyebrows, and his expression and thoughts returned to calm.

She squatted down, gently brushed away the black hair that had fallen wantonly on the tile floor, and sat down in the open space.

"I tried the sixth experiment today..."

Qin Yuqiao briefly described the progress of his scientific research, and his diction has improved significantly. He is more like a professional scholar than a layman who is new to this field.

The Seventh Military Advisor listened quietly. He didn't know much about these things and would not give comments or opinions, but listening was necessary. It could remind Qin Yuqiao to focus on himself, and not to make his mind too confused because of Qin Jue's affairs.

"Above."

After a while, Qin Yuqiao stopped talking. The small robot parked in the corner had already brewed a hot drink on its own, and then turned its wheel to deliver the drink to Qin Yuqiao.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Qin Yuqiao's eyebrows softened, and he reached out to take the cup of hot chocolate and held it in his palm.

A screen not far away from her changed from Qin Jue's face to a text report. She turned her face to look at it carefully. This time she didn't frown like when she first entered.

"I'm still not optimistic..." Qin Yuqiao said softly, "Sister regards her friends as very important. The more important they are, the harder it is to let them go. It's so sad."

She lowered her eyes and thought deeply, considering possible effective solutions, but after thinking for a long time, she found nothing.

As a virtual anchor, I communicate with the audience through sounds, music, etc. Although I have established a close spiritual connection with many fans, I have always been separated by a layer of rp (role play, role-playing) barrier.

It is a proper protection for others.

But Qin Jue is different. Except for the truth that is really inconvenient to tell, or at least cannot be told now, she has never concealed anything from her friends. She has almost cut the person "Qin Jue" alive in front of their eyes. This kind of

The undefended truth has gained the sincerity of countless lovers. Such sincerity has formed her solid armor in the past, and now it has become her new weakness.

Qin Yuqiao thought hard and failed, so he took a sip of hot drink, not as if he was asking for a solution but as if he was sighing:

"Military advisor, why is this happening?"

The Seventh Army Advisor on the simple wooden chair tilted his head, his hair hanging straight down like a flowing river of ink. When he spoke, his voice was so indifferent that no emotion could be heard. Rather than being "indifferent", it was better to say it was "blank".<

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"Her rebirth is an answer sheet." The Seventh Army Master said.

"End the long apocalypse, win the battle, complete the mission of destroying the system, and send the souls of our comrades home.

"When it's all over, all she gets is relief.

"Rebirth? Start a new life? Haha, she... wouldn't it be surprising if she died immediately the next second she opened her eyes in reality?"

Only in the last sentence did Qin Yuqiao catch a glimpse of the color that symbolized helplessness and concern from that white to transparent voice.

"She has a heavy blood debt, trust, and sense of responsibility on her shoulders, and she cannot be ashamed of them. Before winning, she cannot die, cannot lose, she can only win."

Qin Yuqiao rubbed the wall of the cup with his fingertips: "A hero who has no choice, wants to be freed more than anyone else..."

"If you win, you don't have to hold on to that tone to live. You can die to apologize and pay tribute to the sins of the past. From now on, you don't have to worry about the past and the next life."

The voice of the Seventh Military Advisor was still calm.

Qin Yuqiao pursed her lips and said nothing. She had heard too many emails from viewers, including herself, who had wanted to end their lives in moments of extreme despair. As an outsider, she could completely understand if Qin Jue chose to end her life.

, and now that Qin Jue is still alive, she feels sincerely grateful.

The Seventh Military Advisor's voice was dyed a bit bright red, more like a subtle sullenness without malice than warmth.

"Thanks to Azheng." He said this, but there was no hint of praise in his tone, "She was tied up and survived for the time being."

Qin Yuqiao: "..."

She heard a bit of the mother-in-law's sour sarcasm towards her son-in-law, and she kept her mouth shut in a sensible way.

"——He only has this point of use." The Seventh Military Advisor continued.

Such a strong dislike... Qin Yuqiao blinked twice in embarrassment and innocence.

"As a result, when she came back to the world, she lacked a familiar environment and familiar people around her, and had no sense of belonging. Her emotional support was completely blank, and she could only adapt spontaneously."

Qin Yuqiao was silent while holding a hot drink.

"It was both accidental and inevitable that fans became her closest emotional interaction partners at that time," the Seventh Military Advisor said lightly.

"If I could have reunited with my sister earlier..."

Qin Yuqiao unconsciously said what he was thinking.

The Seventh Military Advisor suddenly stood up, his long black hair dragging and moving on the ground, like the ebbing tide.

He walked through the many display screens that automatically moved away and looked at the night sky through the floor-to-ceiling windows:

"The crux lies here, this is an unsolvable proposition."

"Eh?" Qin Yuqiao was startled.

The words of the Seventh Military Advisor were so straightforward that it hurt: "At that time, she had no one around her, so she could only express her love for her fans by chance. Later, she met you and Tang Nuo again, and important people returned to her life one after another. Love can be delivered.

As the number of targets gradually increases, fans are no longer the first choice."

Qin Yuqiao's fingers tightened on the drink cup.

It's cruel, but it's true.

To put it more harshly, it was simply that Qin Jue had no other choice at that time, just because she entered the acting profession, and through a combination of circumstances, she half actively and half passively established a deep emotional connection with her friends.

And when her comrades, such as Tutu and herself, who had a deeper bond with each other, met her again, they were no longer as "needed" as before.

"At a time when her career is advancing and her fans are increasing, it is no longer appropriate to maintain the original close relationship. It will only lead to trouble. The most appropriate thing now is to let her stop paying attention, let the fans stay as fans, and let her herself

Change yourself."

When the Seventh Military Advisor spoke at the end, his tone was almost lazy, which showed that he also knew that this proposal could only remain at the suggestion level and could not be put into practice.

Qin Yuqiao sighed lightly: "But how could she let go of those dear friends who had accompanied her sister through emotional lows and experienced confusion, pain and reconciliation together."

She smiled bitterly and said, "Even if you really let go, in the eyes of outsiders, you will become a 'cold-blooded' and 'cold-blooded'. If you have such a 'personality' early on, if it collapses, you may be killed by someone with intentions."

Peacemakers are criticized with words and words...My sister is very popular and is in the position of a public figure. Even if she doesn't care, her reputation will be affected by it - people's words are terrible."

The Seventh Military Advisor glanced at the screen on the right, where data was flashing like a retrograde waterfall at an extremely fast speed.

This was the strategy he prepared for her, a proposal that he knew would be rejected without even saying it.

The Seventh Military Advisor withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the stars in the night, remaining silent.

Qin Yuqiao whispered again:

"It would be great if I could meet my sister earlier after rebirth..."

She paused suddenly, blinked and looked at the man standing by the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back.

"Speaking of which, military advisor...why don't you go see her?"

According to what I just said, my sister should be more relaxed when someone important comes back to her, and maybe she can take back some of her attention from her friends.

A faint smile came.

Deep black, dark green, cold blue...suffering with a bit of self-mockery?

Qin Yuqiao looked surprised.

"Those of us are important to her, but too important," said the Seventh Army Master.

Qin Yuqiao was stunned for a moment, but he quickly understood what he meant, and the sad look suddenly returned to his face.

"Military advisor... too?" she asked with difficulty.

"Hmm."
To be continued...